Until It Takes

I offered him my body. He gave me his legacy.He said he wanted something permanent. A bloodline. An heir.I told him to use me. Fill me. Breed me until it took.It started on his desk. Then the elevator. The backseat of his car. His office couch. Over and over, until my thighs trembled and my womb ached to be claimed. Every time he finished inside me, I hoped it was the one that would stick.Now I'm ...